They couldn't look away. Her body moved slowly and sensually to the music, dancing around the pole in the middle of the stage. Already, she had nothing but her black set of underwear on, the little maid's outfit that she wore earlier was on the floor of the stage. Men whooped and hollered as she wrapped her legs around the pole then fell back expertly, not sliding down but showing off enough cleavage to rile them up. Her blue eyes darted about the room quickly before she moved back up, her breasts wrapping around the pole the way they sometimes would a cock. Her blonde hair ran down to her waist, a curled up mess that could only look lovely on a woman with her body type. Her breasts were big for a woman of her size, a slender body that looked like it was made for sex, and it truly was. Her stripper name was Mystic, and her real name was Mary. She stood up slowly, turning around to look at the crowd once again, her blue eyes darting around to look at each man, her eyes landing on one who had his face buried into his hands. "Hey cutie," she said softly. Her heels tapped lightly on the wood as she moved from the pole and to him, moving sensually with shaking hips all the while. She stopped at the edge of the stage and looked at him, her lips curved into a small smile. "Don't you like what you see?" She could tell there was something off with this man man, and knew what it was now that she was so close. He was a virgin, the succubus could tell.